[Kyouya narrows his eyes. Though... even if he won't admit it... hearing that stupid mode of address almost makes him feel better. It's not really something he wants getting around the crew, but at this point? It's a little reminder of home. Something that lets him think this isn't going to last forever.]

Alright. [Tamaki came up with the insane ideas... Kyouya figured out how to make them reality.] We'll want grapeshot this round. Take out some of their men on the deck.

[Cold blooded murder. Though they had been fired on first.]

...We'll have to let them get close enough to make sure our shots hit.